Hold up the firing lineHold steady on the trigger's timeWalk away counting backwards from nineHoldin' his breath so to start his own dying

[Chorus:]Time servedTo the ones that left you here

No people here, only namesSoon to be put to numbers so it's one and the sameIt's anyone's game as long as the fire flickersThe throat stickers, they place their betThe trouble is that no one's added it up quite yetCause when they do, when they do it'll be a

Riot and the wire is downHold up for the fury to soundHold up you head from the groundOr they'll keep you on it

Your time's servedTo the one's that left you here

From tower to wall to guard to guard to wallEver ready for th fire to fallThe confiners haven't seen the sun sinceThe lifers let got of their irrelevent innocence

But long before a single round was shotWord was spread from block to block to cell blockThey're going to take himAnd make an example of him for the escapees to fear

The incoming of theIncoming of the gunOncoming of the yearYou either die on the inside or trying to get outThe choice is yours, the choice is here